Bang out the bangers bodacious spread out
fists in your mists that glow in the darkness
Gain on demands pay-pew-view the hit
frankly speaking vibes reaching ante-up
pistol whip the racist ducks in the black truck
my chain cuts resemble king tut's
the spill is worth the price of organs in church
I'm insane as Big lurch on dust
your brain on bust frame on crush
Got the kush hang on dutch
I'm the rain on rust your game on scuff
paper flushed drug thugs detained then crushed
float over hills hop over cliff's images stuffed
stay cut against the buff slay a slut
high-wires raise em up brave as fuck
slave to what i never knew
i owe myself internal revenue

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

Wish I had some better news better views I got the mo better blues set me loose introduce the booze I induce abuse with these decibels, consequentially, Iím my own enemy, my memory is killing me ill faded revisiting the darkest places embracing fallen faces only to see them in my imagination life is but a dream, poetic it seem nothings real, how deep this pain I feel, how will I heal, I guess I wont, broken, spoken like the ocean, swollen tsunami waves with drowning notions, choking spiting up the blood of my own families love how deep it runs sending & exhilarating rush like physically being crushed I combust with frustration blazing razing like a phoenix out the flames & cant make sense of these immense testaments that gets my heart palpitating punching holes in walls gripping the heat with no target at all but my own reflection contemplating exonerations from all these complications that Iím facing, choices we make them!

The ghosts he called miraculous unseen by the backs of us
spooked to run unclothed a lady screaming not to be touched
another tough assignment a signed contract to lead the combat
regiment ready marching steady weapons n' boots heavy nothing tucked
All exposed tanks drove prisoners of war abducted and cuffed
held captive jailed for a cause that they loved
All who cooperate are released to family members kisses, and hugs
bags are placed over heads it's water torture in tubs
with hot water running stun guns stunning
We bombed schools and civilians to us it's nothing
but war protocol body parts flying when bombs hit them all
babies died too i heard screams Allah they cried too
treated them worse than wild animals mistreated in zoo's
they got it bad plus thousands of our soldiers in body-bags
half of my comrads either killed themselves or have gone mad
shell-shocked living in hell shot some wheel-chair confined
others locked up for war-crimes it's crazy our bosses say we need more time
just to fatten their pockets were dying in the meantime
but who cares if were on the front-lines scared
can't sleep cause every night i have nightmares of bombs bursting in the air

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

it's the vicious speaking in liner lines iodine mind blind trying to play me like a blind man
handle scans with pen and paper rip a rapier know my stable be more than kane and able/
deadly ways open lanes bowl at 200 trying test my pins i put pins in emcees and watch them do what the rich voodoo says dead days unopen letter watch out you play with me/
this monster mon-star teleport authoring a blaze got keifer when i sutherland hooping lay it in, dead all blockers pop rocking timidily rip emcees down to paper shreads/
burn up a blzae know my ways flame on like the human torch
off the porch chef up more pie trival lives get a nose dive/
driven ides side fire wired off the tempest i am not cha apprentice
any emcee trying see me is like going to the dentist for braces/
you ain't writing sentence pretending your a wiseman like the sheep coming from persia
know the Shriner temple binder wind up doll get cha gears grinded and broken down like a FORD/

twist your spine til your form's, lacking all kinds of support
die by the sword, killa bee hordes riding the swarm
quiet the storm, with subterfuge 'n silent scam
controlling minds with the swipe of a pilot's hands
disguised as lambs, but they'll kick you in private glands
pushin knives thru your diaphram, flow like a hydrant ran
over by riot vans, exploded, on tires flat...
still coastin', passengers wigs peeled opened
lost a kick runnin alleys with steel smokin
we chasin' them meal tokens

Many failed attempts from Satellites and Demons who want to control me
They don't like the path i've chosen so they try to withold me
from reaching the heavens, but you'd never believe this
I see myself as significantly more important than Jesus
and all these fools thinking we're gonna colonise other planets is lame
you cant survive in their atmosphere, when you can't even drink tap water in Spain
Cee-Lo thought he was a Transformer, but there's a storm coming!
I'll zap your lights out so start running!
they say i'm a Magus munching Fungii so what's my Fate?
I'm like Subclassing, but your Sendkeys in the actions you create
Ascension in 2012 won't really happen to that many
I'm really poor but i can afford to give everyone who ascends 1 penny
The government belive they are right in zapping me with satellites
There's plenty of rapists out there dont bother me just cus i aint actin right
you have a machine that causes bothersome synchronicities in my life
and i notice them and pity you for wanting this fight
imagine how much their technology costs, whats it worth?
i'm iller than any robot you could birth
this government has plenty of money, blind following goons and technology
why do you want rid of me so bad? whats the point, don't bother me
It's like i know somethings wrong and i can feel it
I've evolved beyond yall, you robots just can't see it
name one thing you can do better than i can do
your nothing but a tool so fuck off back to B&Q

I found a way to piss off the illuminati
this will piss off the government for monitoring me too closely
the Lower Tier think they're doing it cus im violent and wont cower
but the Upper Tier, they are worried about my growing strength and psychic powers
they know everything i do... and analyse it
to use against me, so motherfucker, fuck you
they want me doped up and locked away or to commit suicide
i cannot self terminate so i guess its you who's on the losing side
they wouldnt hit me nor even push me
in real life, last time i got taken away there was over 10 police officers there, pussy
there's more God in me than any of you
DMX begging for forgiveness is a fool
after me your left with nothing
you get smoked like the joint im puffing
to get rid of me you need to do more than wish
i'm the Second Coming of Christ, the wait is over, but take it as a diss

how many millions did you spend on this technology guys
to build the technology to fuck with peoples heads using satellites up high
how many years did it take you to do this?
how many scientists did it take? man these guys is just stupid
you think its right, me too, so keep up the bullshit
now my trust with the government forever i'm clearly through with
why did you learn how the human mind functions
only to create devastating tools of mass destruction (that's evil)
to the operators of the satellites who do indeed suck
do you even know how the technology works?
or do you just enjoy pushing a button saying its ace
knowing it fucks up the thoughts in my head from your satellites in space
your technology bounces through windows and walls
targetting my mind using your technology so small
you make my mind go upside down and inside out
things its not meant to be doing, no doubt
i took many drugs which all made my mind work better, i rhyme
accessing higher vibrations, untapped psychic ability now on-line
scientists obviously dont believe in higher beings or hell
selling the government new weapons thinking everythings swell
satellite operators blasting me in the head
then going home to tell their wife how they were stopping the bad guys instead

can you handle the mics this ain't hot potato flaw flow burn through ya jackets pick slip packets match wits with a beast from the depths of the east/
roast e'm burnt crisp silent slayer game raider battle fader
sloth layer card counter proxy rhymer fragment gambler/
read cha manuvuers like hammer dancing in sequence pants
you ain't damaging the manger of darts making my marks easily destroyed by the targets composed in flows frozen up by lakes makde awaken when you in frying pan sizzling like bacon trying not to break when you already have/

no one really expects the return of jesus
they dont believe this, they think 'the world is perfect' why would we need the return of jesus
rich people, poor people living inside a little bubble
can't see past their own hands, get burried in rubble
how come the illuminati have esoteric knowledge gathered from thousands of years ago
but they can't understand the future the way time will flow
i'm not jesus like the bible
but i'm the second coming, that makes me something
the first man who'll integrate with extraterrestrials
ill seem meaningful to them with my interesting skills

a government member pushes buttons and satellites zap my head (mein kopf)
isnt it interesting people in the government get paid to merely piss me off
he thinks he's better than me because he's apart of the 'team'
but let me tell you something about the way it seems
certain members of the government think about me round the clock
want to find new ways to get me outlined in chalk
but that don't matter, you've got all everything going for you
so attack a sick man and get slammed this is why i'm flowing for you
if i never came to change the direction of this planet
you'd not survive another 1000 years without critical damage
i had an out of body experience and spoke to powerful light beings
your government leaders are controlled by illuminati so what kind of faggot visions are they seeing

the earth was destroyed by the different elements several times
i'm so powerful i destroy your motivation with a single rhyme
so imagine what i can do once i reach my peak
raekwon you think your some big dude cus you run a street?
get knocked off yo feet for playing a part of the illuminati's game
this game is fucking fun or am i just insane
this aint life or death, i'm invincible, my strike is invisible
some people think we're all connected, we're all one, not me i'm an individual
my fate is to kill you

i start my day with a shake fulla sedatives
but desire for living was dead as is
basement safes are my bank cuz my credit's shit
sometimes im thrown into manic depressant fits
forced to chill while im strapped to the bed in piss
fed some scripts, put my thoughts in suspended lift
thinkin' ways to cop brains from beheaded chicks
milk carton faces to wet up my Kix
socks 'n ribbons,..
Slashed up like they rockin gibsons
bitches slang fast fucks with no pots to piss in
cuz they're pay's bagged up 'n them rocks is fizzin
chopped 'n driven to spots where them cops is kickin
with binoculars hot on the drop to witness
plus a drone gettin flown over-top assistin'
as computers manuevered the watch from distance
sewage systems got used in these hot conditions
for seclusion of movement from swat's persistant
stalkin' troops watchin you from the hawk position

wisdoms brung, nothin but pain i wish was done
serrated taste 'n vicious tongue, malicious pun
feast on delicious cunts with rza fronts...
spit the blood, bandage 'n stitch the slut
fist her muff, hasnt been dissed enough
games gully, i gives a fuck! ...dont judge me
cuz id rather you hate me than say im lovely
im disgusting inside AND my face is ugly
aint no winny the pooh but ill take your honey
see that puss gettin chewed like the leg of dundee
razors lunging, with blades in my change of undies
just incase i cant make my escape by running
i can slice at the face of invaders coming
i think the same way as bundy

as the conductor corrupts strings, my blunt breathes
train iron lungs to be rusted kings in a dunce regime,
come with me if you want to bleed
your front teeth can be the source of bloody streets
die on booted feet,
in future countries the currency will be guns and weed
sink iron wings in the deepest seas,
burn leaves to contest a disturbed beast,
coerced into thinking I borned stormy seas,
I am the force that forms what you perceive...

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weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...